Toni, or ChooChoo as we call her, was one of those people that just seemed to have an internal candle, a roaring flame for a spirit. She loved with her whole heart and you couldn't help but be calmed and soothed by her spirit. She loved life and all those she shared it with. Her sense of humor kept us smiling even at the most stressful moments.

I want to tell you about the Toni that I knew who danced in the rain with her sisters because it just "seemed like the right thing to do", or the hand she had in playing the trickster, her love of the dryest drinks I've ever tasted and how she was herself always. This included walking down Daytona streets with a Turkey leg that looked rather prehistoric in size because "it looked rather tastey". She never pretended, never judged and was always looking on the bright side of everything. She attacked each problem with her logical mind and sorted out even the most impossible tasks. ChooChoo loved us all not despite our downfalls, but because of them. 

I hope she's riding free across the gardens and has found some place by the lavender bushes to finish that Turkey leg and raise her ale horn in toast.

Squishy